I’m sore. I’m tired. Everything hurts. But I’m alive.
I have a story to tell, many in fact. I’ll be talking about this incident for a long time.
To be honest, I need some time to work through things. I can’t ask you to stick around, but I’d appreciate it if you do.
So much of my life has changed, yet I want the core of who I am to stay the same.
I suspect I’ll be a broken record on repeat for a long time. Then again, I was a broken record before. I’m even more broken after.
Before and after. That’s how I think about my life now. Before the accident. After the accident.
I’m trying to take life one day at a time. I can’t bring myself to think too far ahead. I have a long road ahead of me. Hopefully.
The physical pain will heal faster than the mental and emotional. I’m not sure all the pain will ever truly go away. Still, it’ll fade with time.
I like to think I can get back on track again soon. If I miss a day of blogging, bear with me. If my posts become boring, read something else. Life’s too short.
Personally, I write to make sense of what I’m thinking or how I’m feeling. So I hope to look back one day and know I made it out okay.
As always, I can’t thank you all enough.